The judge of the gods is covered in liver [Comprehensive]

Although Fusangshen are all swords, they still don't like the cold winter.The scenery in winter has not been changed for two months, but it was removed under the begging of the little daggers. This time, no scenery was replaced, and the main ball was left to flow with the normal four seasons.

However, the daggers never imagined that they happened to be at the hottest time of summer.The sun was high, and the scorching sun even made the plants in the field lose their vitality. Even Imken, who likes to run outside, stayed obediently in the large room with ventilation on all sides.

"Why don't you ask the lord to replace the scenery with autumn ones?" Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki didn't understand why everyone wanted to torture themselves.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, Utasen Kanesada sighed helplessly.

"Maybe it's because I can't hold back my face."

"What, what! Summer also has a special flavor!" Ranto Shiro's face was flushed with heat, but he still pretended to be calm and calm, "Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons change, so it's interesting!"

"Pfft." Tsurumaru Kuninaga suppressed a short laugh, his shoulders shook slightly, trying not to let himself laugh out loud.

It is obvious that some knives feel that it takes too much spiritual power to maintain Jingqu, and they want to pretend to be cute and considerate of the lord, and ask the lord to remove Jingqu, but they regret it just after removing it, and they feel uncomfortable asking the lord to replace it with a new Jingqu Sorry, just comfort myself.

"Damn it!" Ranto Shiro glared angrily at Tsurumaru, who was shaking with laughter.

So, when Hoshino walked in, he saw two fusangshen chasing and fighting.

"Aren't you too hot? Tsurumaru, I think you can cook in water now without adding salt." Hoshino chose a place with the back of the sun to sit down, because she has spiritual power to protect her body, so in fact she didn't Feel very hot.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga nimbly dodged Ranto Shiro's pounce, and sat down next to the god judge. The hair on his forehead was completely wet with sweat, sticking to his skin.

"Hey, my lord is really too much, I know how to bully others every day, and I don't want them to obey me." Tsurumaru Kuninaga choked his throat and activated the coquettish skill of "Hey, hey". Killing the monster with one punch" counterattacked, the blood volume was reduced by [-], and the battle line collapsed.

Sanriyue Zongjin and the other elderly tea-drinking groups no longer sit on the porch. The location there is so good that the sun can directly shine on them, so they simply sat in the big room, and it was interesting to see everyone being overheated. .

"It's really hot, I feel like I'm getting ready, my lord, the sparrow in the cage also needs to be treated well." Da Dao, who turned into a roast sparrow after turning around, said plaintively.

"I can't go out to play anymore. When I step on the ground, I feel like I'm being roasted." Xiao Tiangu, who doesn't like to wear shoes when going out, said disappointedly.

Looking around, there was a gloomy atmosphere in the large room, Hoshino coughed twice, and said, "Don't worry, the air conditioner will be installed tomorrow."

Hoshino didn't know that this summer was so hot, and the staff responsible for installing the air conditioner in Wanwu were extremely busy. If she hadn't stuffed the money, I'm afraid it wouldn't be her turn after the summer.

Thinking of this, Hoshino couldn't help but look at the short knives with weird eyes, and really couldn't figure out why they liked such a season.

Ranto Shiro pretended to be calm, with "Yes, I just like this season" written on his face, and some of the swordsmen who had coaxed together were also silent, as if such a high temperature could not bear them.

Fortunately, there are gusts of breeze blowing by from time to time in the large room, bringing a burst of coolness.

There is a good saying, sleepy in spring and tired in autumn, nap in winter in winter, not long after sitting down, Hoshino felt drowsiness surge up.

She yawned, looked around, reached out and squeezed Tsurumaru's thigh, startling him.

"My lord?"

"It's nothing, I didn't expect you to look thin, and you still have flesh in some places." Hoshino nodded with satisfaction, and before Tsurumaru could react, he lay down directly and pillowed on his lap.

"Hmm... It's a little hard, but it's okay." The judge muttered twice, adjusted his posture, and closed his eyes.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyes slowly widened, and his face was blushing, whether it was caused by the heat, or blushing from embarrassment.

"...Really, I let you sleep with so many opinions, and I won't let others." Tsurumaru muttered softly, his body froze and he dared not move.

"Oh, if Tsurumaru won't let me, I can help." Taidao with short white hair smiled softly, turned his head and said to his younger brother, "Keomaru can do it too."

Keimaru didn't react, and nodded stammeringly: "Yes, yes!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga subconsciously placed his hand on the shoulder of the god judge, as if protecting his own treasure: "No way, who made the lord choose me?"

Worried that the sound of the conversation would wake up the judge, Hidekiri took a few steps back regretfully.He glanced at his younger brother as if he hated iron and steel, until he was confused.

"...Anijia, what's wrong with you?"

Higakiri sighed, didn't answer his question, instead he called out his younger brother's name for the first time: "Brother Maru, I don't think the name Kisemaru is very good."

Before Keimaru could feel excited that his brother remembered his name, he was hit by the second half of his sentence: "Why!"

"If you got a good name, then why wouldn't the lord refuse to rest on your lap? Obviously your name is Kemimaru." Higakiri said distressedly, "It must be that the name Kemimaru isn't well-known enough, why don't you just use it?" Call……"

"Please don't name me again! Anijia!" Knee Maru pounced on his brother's mouth, pleading in his eyes, "You couldn't remember my name in the first place, and if you choose a new name, I'm afraid Anika will never remember my name!"

Mustache blinked, feeling that what his brother said made sense.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga carefully used his sleeve to cover the glare of the sun for the judge, and in the other hand, he held a folding fan, and the fan swayed gently, bringing a cool breeze.

In a daze, Hoshino really fell asleep.She had a bizarre dream, full of miscellaneous and unfocused dreams.It seems that she had such an experience a long time ago.At that time, there were so many people around her. The sound of cautious footsteps and deliberately lowered voices when passing by her made up the midsummer in her memory.

She opened her eyes and saw a pair of amber pupils.Seeing her wake up, those pupils were filled with smiles, like bright gems.

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The summer dungeon is about to start——happy summer everyone!